There is no moral order
It's not as bad as you may think
The sky isn't falling
Sometimes we all subject to
Little things that
Keep us sane
When there's no one left to blame
Venice isn't sinking
Venice isn't sinking
It's just feeling down
As the rising tide surrounds you,
Ready to engulf you,
Are you getting out?
There's no real sense in fighting
The cruel and harsh reality
That life's about compromising
It's the point when you stop trying
You're bound to fall and lose your grip
Don't lose your grip on it
Venice isn't sinking
Venice isn't sinking
It's just feeling down
As the rising tide surrounds you,
Ready to engulf you,
Are you getting out?